The Faded Road
The glass shattered. Not with a bang, but with a sigh, a long, trembling exhalation that filled the drawing room with a cloud of glittering dust. Margaret stood in the center of the room, her hands raised, palms out, as if she had just pushed away a ghost. The mirror on the wall was gone. In its place, the wallpaper peeled back in long, brown strips, revealing the dark, wet rot of the house...
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